Tseng stood outside the church with a cell phone to his ear.
"That's right. Yes, the Cetra has been deflowered. I'm waiting for an order." His voice was cold and stony as usual. As he received his orders, his eyes opened half-surprised. As he walked away, he re-ran the sentences in his head.
"If the Cetra has been deflowered, there is no more purpose in guarding her. Her powers are severely reduced now. The chance of something trying to destroy Gaia is very slim, anyway. If we need someone to save Gaia, then SOLDIER, the Turks, or Sephiroth can…"